HOME AND THE WORLD by Michael Mooring

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Home and the World “To be a mass tourist, for me, is to become a pure late-date American: alien, ignorant, greedy for something you cannot ever have, disappointed in a way you can never admit....

FINDING FAMILY by Stefanie Wass

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My husband has always known he was adopted. I found out by sticking my foot in my mouth. Early in our courtship, when we were both in our twenties, my over six-foot tall husband showed me...

REMAINS by Melissa Ballard

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Remains 2013 Mom died seven weeks ago. My husband and I are working at her condo, as we do every Saturday. We are cleaning and sorting and donating. Friends have come to claim what they want,...

SHATTERED AT FIVE – By L. B. Boe

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SHATTERED AT FIVEBy L.B. Boe Uncle Mike built an apartment for us in his basement where the four of us—Mom, my brother and sister, and I—lived while Daddy was in Vietnam. It was a real...

THE SAD, IRONIC FATE OF SULLIVAN BALLOU by Frank Emerson

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THE SAD, IRONIC FATE OF SULLIVAN BALLOU Of all the letters associated with the American Civil War, two stand out as arguably the most beautiful and touching – certainly the best known. Abraham Lincoln's poignant,...

THE PSYCHOPATH By Wendy Swift

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THE PSYCHOPATHby Wendy Swift I struggle to grasp that Danny is an alcoholic, despite the glaring evidence. I understand drinking is a way of life for him, to the extent that when our kids reach...

NOTES FROM THE FATHER FIELD by Lisa Romeo

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Notes from the Father Field by Lisa Romeo Though my father never touched the large-number cell phone I once gave him, I like to think that, if he’d lived longer, and had I the patience to...

THE MOST SCARIEST THING by Riley Winchester

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The Most Scariest Thing I am obsessed with time. The obsession started my sophomore year of college when I had to take a science class with a lab in order to fulfill the science...

SURVIVING THE LEBANON EXPLOSION by Hend Roubaiy

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When I survived the world’s third largest explosion, I lost everything but myself. Growing up in Beirut, Lebanon, was a comforting memory I will always hold dearly and protect. Back when I was a...

MY SUMMER AS A RENT-A-COP By Joe Albanese

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MY SUMMER AS A RENT-A-COPBy Joe Albanese Amusement parks are only amusing to its employees in an ironic sense. My summer working there a s security guard in the summer of 2016 could be summed...